I made a fortune teaching live broadcast in ancient times

Old Mr. Cheng Mo sat on a chair with his eyes closed, tapped lightly on the chair with one hand, stroked the white beard on his chin with the other, shook his head, and murmured the recited verse: The moon is cloudy and sunny, waxing and waning, and this matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."

After whispering, he sat up straight suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he sighed three times: "Good poem, good poem, good poem!"

"What's the name of this student!" Mr. Cheng Mo asked kindly.

Chen took a step forward, stood in front of the old man, bowed and said: "The student's surname is Chen, his name is Shu, and his name is Mu Qing. I have met the old man."

"Chen Muqing!" The old man looked at the statement carefully, and then said with a bright face: "You are the Chen Muqing who made his younger brother the first divorced husband in history."

Statement: ..... Can this old man stop which pot and carry which pot?

In fact, Chen Chen really didn't like people talking about Naxiufu, but he still didn't show his dissatisfaction, and replied: "Mr. Hui, he is a student."

"Well, he is a good boy, no wonder he can write such good poems." The old man had heard many people discussing the matter of divorce before. Today, people in the world agree with or criticize a brother who dares to propose divorce. , but as far as he is concerned, he still supports Hugh.

It is stated that this old gentleman has no connection with other scholars. After seeing him in the past, some people blamed him for letting his younger brother divorce his husband. It is absurd. Praising his well-written poems, he stated that he felt unacceptable.

With a face of shame, he bowed again and said: "Old gentleman, this poem was not made by a student, but by an old man named Su Shi." Then he said with a look of embarrassment: "It's just because the student's family loves the old man very much. You are dissatisfied with the lanterns made by Mr. and the poems of many students before you, and the students don’t want to disappoint their families, so you have to borrow the poems of your predecessors with the cheek, and please forgive me a little bit.”

Cheng Mo said thoughtfully: "This old man Su Shi has lived for so many years, but he has never heard of it, and the same is true for this poem."

The statement explained: "This old Mr. Su Shi has passed away long ago. The students also got a few calligraphy left by the old man by accident. As for other students, they don't know about it."

Cheng Mo stroked his beard and nodded, "Yes, during the chaotic period of the previous dynasty, many learned and capable people in the officialdom lived in seclusion in the mountains and fields. It seems that this old gentleman named Su Shi is also such a hermit and capable person. "

After listening to the old man's self-explanation, the statement just smiled and listened, without explaining that Su Shi was actually not a big businessman.

Then the old gentleman asked again: "Since you got this poem by accident, it means that no one else knows about it. You could have written it yourself when you came on stage this time, but why did you say it? Do you know that a scholar steals other people's poems? It is a disgraceful thing.”

Stated and heard the words, said tactfully: "Mu Qing has read the books of sages for many years, and understands what to do and what not to do. It is shameful to steal other people's poems and pretend to be his own. Mu Qing despises it."

Hearing this, Cheng Mo nodded his head and was very satisfied with his statement, but changed his style of painting again, and said, "If that's the case, then why did you borrow other people's poems when you came to the stage to compose poems? Poetry will not."

Statement: "Students do know a little about poetry, but they are not considered proficient. Why do they borrow other people's poetry? It's just that the students don't want to disappoint their families." Having said this, the statement looked at Cheng Mo and said slyly: "Besides, old man, you didn't ask for it. People who come to the stage to write poetry must be doing it themselves!"

After hearing the words behind the statement, Cheng Mo stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "That's right, the old man did not indicate whether the poems he wrote on stage were written by himself or by others. Boy, do you have a name for this poem?"

Statement: "When will the bright moon of Water Tune Getou come?"

Cheng Mo nodded after hearing the words, and said again: "The old man said before, as long as I am satisfied with the poems in the shade of the person on the stage, he can take away the top palace lantern, and let the old man teach a lesson himself. The old man keeps his word, You can take the palace lantern, and as for teaching for a while, you can go to Qingshan Academy to find me after three days."

I am very happy to be able to take away the palace lantern and make a statement. I am also looking forward to the extra teaching, "Thank you, old man, Mu Qing will visit the academy in three days."

After speaking, he stepped forward and took the palace lantern that the scholar in Tsing Yi took down in his hand, ready to step off the stage and hand it to Xi Nianzhi.

"Wait." Before he reached the edge of the stage, he was suddenly stopped by Mr. Cheng Mo again.

"What else does the old man teach?" Chen turned his head, waiting for the old man's advice in doubt.

"You are the Southwest Jieyuan, so you must not have gotten it by luck. Even if you are not proficient in poetry, you must know something about it, so it should not be difficult for the old man to ask you to compose a poem on the spot, right?" After finishing speaking Cheng Mo looked at the statement with a smile.

The statement saw the old man looking at him like a cat with a sneaky face, and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he could not escape today, but once he got the palace lantern, he was not afraid that the poems he made would not be satisfied by the old man. He was indeed not very proficient. As for poetry, after all, he is a modern person. Although he is a professor of Chinese linguistics, he is indeed not as good as this out-and-out ancient man in poetry.

But even so, the statement was true, "Mu Qing did write a clumsy piece by himself, and I ask the old man for advice."

"Yuanpo went up to the cold sky, and everyone said that the world is the same. How do you know that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind?"

After the statement poem was finished, Mr. Cheng Mo tapped the armrest of the chair with one hand and stroked his beard with the other, and said, "The cold sky above Yuanpo speaks the same everywhere. How do you know that thousands of miles away, there is no rain and wind? Not bad, not bad, bright and clean Mid-Autumn Festival The full moon rose to the sky, and everyone said that the weather in the four seas is sunny and the moon shines everywhere. How do you know that it will be like this thousands of miles away, maybe it will be windy and rainy there! The poetry is very good."

"Boy, although this poem of yours is not as majestic and gorgeous as the water-tune song, it still satisfies the old man better than the previous poems. You need to put your heart into the poems. Poems made without care will not resonate, even if they are full of rhetoric. It's useless, and it's all nonsense."

When the old gentleman said this, he was obviously very satisfied with the poem he wrote, "I am very happy today, boy, don't forget to come to Qingshan Academy to find me in three days." After the old gentleman said this, he left The table lifted the curtain and entered the back room.

The other scholars who have been on the sidelines are very envious of the report, but the report has no feeling about it. At this moment, all he wants to do is to give the palace lantern to the audience.

But when he was about to step off the stage again, he suddenly heard Brother Mu shouting from below: "Brother San, my fox lantern."

When Chen Chen heard the shout, he was ashamed. He actually forgot about Mu Geer's fox lantern, and quickly turned to the scholar in Tsing Yi who was about to close the stall and asked, "Brother, can I get another lantern?"

The scholar in Tsing Yi is the youngest student of old Mr. Cheng Mo. He saw that Mr. Chen Muqing has a good sense for this Chen Muqing, and he also has a good sense for statements. Seeing that he wants to take a lantern, he said with a smile: Take it, I made all these lanterns, if you don’t mind, brother, just take whichever lantern you like.”

"Then thank you very much, brother." Chen Chen raised his hand and bowed to thank him, and then took down the fox lantern.

After stepping off the stage, he stated that he handed over the palace lantern and fox lantern to Xi Nianzhi and Mu Geer. Mu Geer took the lantern and smiled happily, "Thank you, third brother."

Chen Chen rubbed the top of his head, seeing that he was smiling happily like a child, but he was still a child. Thinking about his previous life, he was also a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. They were still high school students, and they were still treasures in the hands of their parents. In Dashang, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, they were already married and had children. The corners of his mouth raised, and he said softly, "Family, thank you for everything."

Holding the fox lantern in his hand, Mu Geer looked at Brother Nian beside him, then looked at Third Brother who was next to Brother Nian, raised his brows, raised his mouth, and suddenly thought of a very good idea. attention.

He quietly untied the rope on his wrist, and then suddenly pulled Ah Yuan behind him, "Brother Nian, lend me Ah Yuan to go shopping in other places." After speaking, he pulled Ah Yuan and ran forward, While running, he was still shouting: "Third brother, I will leave Brother Nian to you." After saying that, he also ran into the crowd and disappeared.

Xi Nianzhi anxiously told Ling Zuo, "A Zuo, hurry up and protect Brother Mu."

"Young Master, you..." Before Ling Zuo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xi Nianzhi, "I'm fine, don't you still believe in your young master's martial arts skills? Besides, Brother Mu Qing is here , you hurry up to chase Brother Mu, Ah Yuan's martial arts are not as good as yours, and they are two brothers, if you encounter bad guys, it will be too late."

"Yes, I'll go find them right now." Ah Zuo thought about it, Shaojun has Dean Chen, although Dean Chen has no force, but he is a man after all, and bad guys generally don't attack brothers who are accompanied by men On the contrary, Mugeer and Ayuan are good targets for those bad guys.

After Ling Zuo chased him out, there were only Chen Chen and Xi Nianzhi left. Seeing this, Chen Chen sighed in his heart, he really deserves to be his own brother, and he deserves to love Mu Geer so much. What he did is simply amazing .

Statement secretly came to the other side, picked up the rope, and said very calmly: "Let's tie the rope, there are so many people here, it's not unsafe if they get pushed away."

Hearing this, Xi Nianzhi saw that after he started to tie the rope, the two hands were very close to each other, and they would accidentally bump into each other while walking. He felt inexplicably blushing and uncomfortable very.

"Are you hungry?" Seeing that the two had walked a long way, Xi Nianzhi didn't even open his mouth. After seeing a wonton stall in front of him, he turned sideways and asked.

Because the body was close to the shy Xi Nianzhi, he suddenly felt the hot breath coming from his ears, his cheeks were flushed, and his ears were also faintly red. He buried his head and tried his best to avoid his sight, Nuonuo said: "I'm not hungry." .”

He is indeed not hungry at the moment, nor does he have the desire to eat. He still can't eat lunch at noon, but in the afternoon, Brother Mu Qing came over and mixed a bowl of jelly and cucumber for him, and let the kitchen do the cooking. I ordered a serving of spicy chicken and fed him with my own hands. In the end, he ate all the jelly and cucumber, half of the spicy chicken, and a bowl of rice.

Therefore, seeing that he could eat so much, he was so happy that he only shed tears.

But he was very embarrassed, obviously he couldn't eat it before, even if he forced himself to eat it, he finally vomited it out, but Brother Mu Qing fed him, but he didn't feel sick.

And when he thought of Brother Mu Qing feeding himself with his own hands like feeding a child, on the one hand he felt that he was not a child and could no longer let Brother Mu Qing feed him with his own hands, but on the other hand he couldn't control himself, because Mu Qing When his elder brother personally served him a meal, he was faintly happy in his heart.

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The author has something to say: the background setting of the poem behind the protagonist in the article does not exist, he made it himself, but Ba Xiaojiu is not that capable to write poems by himself, so he still borrowed [-] Tang poems O(∩ _∩)O

Source: "Two Poems of the Mid-Autumn Moon" Part [-]

Tang Liqiao

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